Darc Xavior Talus
Dark Lord of the Sith
Midnight | Jedi Temple | Grand Entrance
Every being holds two faces. Yes, two faces that his persona always carries and displays the outer one, a facade that is very artificial. The inner represents the original and normal. The physical is superimposed on the natural that alternates with circumstances congenial. The real always conceals behind the artificial and presents the synthetic for public approval. The face that looks composed, might harbour a volcano alive with agitating feelings bitter and another which looks seemingly disquiet might be reveling in the tranquility of spirit.
Hence it is difficult to judge any being by his outward appearances not withstanding to know the true being behind the impression. It certainly calls for a keen, penetrative vision. The extensive observation of a being's attitudes has formed the basis of a widely held maxim that the appearances are certainly deceptive. So never judge any being by his expressions.
Thus, through the grand doors of the Jedi Temple emerged a being bearing robes of grey that waved gracefully in his wake; a shadow in the silence of the night.
Every being holds two faces. Yes, two faces that his persona always carries and displays the outer one, a facade that is very artificial. The inner represents the original and normal. The physical is superimposed on the natural that alternates with circumstances congenial. The real always conceals behind the artificial and presents the synthetic for public approval. The face that looks composed, might harbour a volcano alive with agitating feelings bitter and another which looks seemingly disquiet might be reveling in the tranquility of spirit.
Hence it is difficult to judge any being by his outward appearances not withstanding to know the true being behind the impression. It certainly calls for a keen, penetrative vision. The extensive observation of a being's attitudes has formed the basis of a widely held maxim that the appearances are certainly deceptive. So never judge any being by his expressions.
Thus, through the grand doors of the Jedi Temple emerged a being bearing robes of grey that waved gracefully in his wake; a shadow in the silence of the night.